[Intro]

Mad

Mad o

Real shit, real shit

Yeah

[Chorus]

Streets y3 cold, streets y3 cold

Wah we go eat only God knows

Obrefuo biaa w dreams

That be de steez

Boys for blow

We all dey chase the cheese and the peace

That's the roster Roast (Shoot)

[Verse : Joey B]

Innit

No label, I did it

When you hear Krept say roof

That's cos we aim for the ceiling

We no dey miss no dealings

Mpaebo a ne me healing

Gyae ntoatoa me wo gyimii

Nigga's all stuck in your feelings

Too many enemies

Gotta watch your back

Cos too many frenemies

If I leavе this world I go to Mars

Mene me pеn mene me bars

We no go blend we no go pass

Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars

[Interlude]

Shoot

Shoot

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Shoot

Shoot

Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars

Shoot

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Shoot

Shoot

Shoot

Shoot

[Verse : Sarkodie]

Aim for the mula and shoot for the stars

Already hear the beat go skrr

You already know Obidi gon kill it

S3 nyame b nab3n sei prrr

Mo nyinaa go be in your feelings

Mesore na me phone no gye krrr

Who's on the line, talk fast I'm chilling

Masore meda beach house

Na mewe me lobster

Dripping in ma all white linen

First of me mate ne nyinaa

But I just relax and chalk

Yese mote peace FM

Sorry, Mantie

Na me monitor me cash in stocks

S3 mede mo ka mpo a Ny3 radio so

Police barracks and court

S3 moka masem na mo ante me nka a

Ny3s3 ebia mesuro

You don't deserve the back and forth

I keep on dey shit on you niggas

And you know that we gone

Keep on dey live on

Ohemaa come and get your freak on

C'mon

Obi nkyer3 me how many rappers a Obede put on

And we don't cheat on the game

We just keep the heat on

Omese manyini dodo menparki

Buh mehw3 a menhu me sizes

(Talk your shit, man)

S3 yete me voice a na boys ho po

Mey3 rap mu ISIS

(Talk your shit, man)

Obede Bahia wanyini aduro yi

How the fuck say you dey rap like this

Errrh I guess ebe mid life crisis

Shoot!